Morgan looked around as he and JJ climbed out of their vehicle to stand on the dirt road. "It appears this area is mostly swamp," he observed.
"I'm sorry, sir," a sheriff's deputy hurried over. "I don't know how you got in here, but you can't stay. I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
"FBI," Morgan replied as both he and JJ held up their credentials.
"You're okay," the deputy conceded after carefully examining them. "Go on through. It's just that we have had all kinds of crazies trying to get in here. And, this is a crime scene."
"I can only imagine," JJ commiserated with him.
"Beam me up Scottie!" Morgan intoned. "Now, where was the body found?"
"And, is there anything else can you show us?" JJ asked.
"Let me get someone over here to help you," the deputy replied. "I need to stay here and keep an eye on the road."
A short time later, Morgan and JJ were carefully following another deputy across a swampy field.
"Sorry, folks," she apologized. "Can't do anything about the wet ground."
"Is this area always like this?" JJ asked, noticing the various swamp plants growing in the vicinity.
"Unfortunately, yes," the deputy told her. "And, we have had a wet spring which only makes it worse."
She stopped and pointed. "Right there is where the first responders found the depression," she told them. "Although – "
"What?" Morgan asked.
"If you asked me," the deputy told him. "I would say that it is entirely possible that the depression was caused by spring run off that had run off, if you know what I mean."
"You mean that water puddled there and then, when the rain stopped, it ran off?" JJ suggested.
"That's about right," the deputy agreed. "However, I'm not the 'Expert'."
"I'd be inclined to agree with you," Morgan surveyed the area. "And, the body was found where?"
"Just over there," the deputy pointed to their right. "At the edge of those trees."
"That's about, what, 75 feet?" Morgan asked, checking the distance to the road.
"Okay," JJ looked around. "With a little work, this area can be seen from the road. If he parked his car over there on the shoulder of the road, someone might have seen it."
"Where is the nearest house?" Morgan asked.
"About 1/2 mile in that direction," the deputy pointed further down the road. "Dr. Logan was actually headed there when he saw the lights."
"He didn't see any other vehicles?" JJ asked.
"Nothing," the deputy confirmed. "Either driving on the road or parked in the area."
